Mei Gongqing

He was outside the city when the news reached Sun Yan Ear. Without the presence of the elderly, he turned his back on his horse and turned his head and rushed to the city.

When he rushed to the city gate, it was precisely the sunset west. At the end of the closing of the city gate, he entered the city. Sun Yan, whose heart was burning, was blocked by the tidal flow of people.

Jumping off the horseback, he hurried to walk with the reins. After crashing down countless pedestrians, Sun Yan came outside Wang Hong's capital. By then, the twilight was darkened, and the heavens and the earth were darkened.

Outside the house, people of all colours flow out, but the house door is closed, the glorious light is accompanied by a quiet courtyard, there is a kind of calm that is frightening.

Sun Yan threw the horse away and jumped over the wall.

He was overwhelmed, rushing out a dozen guards, and they had swords in their hands, and they drank, “Who? ”

Drinking a drop, they saw Sun Yan's face full of sweat, while simultaneously forking hands, they called out: “Turns out it was Sun Jiarong.” Since they knew why Sun Yan had come, they looked at each other and retreated.

Sun Yan walked toward the courtyard where Chen Rong was located.

In the blink of an eye, he broke into the arch, and as soon as the man entered, he was an arrow that snapped a woman's coat and said to her, “Where is Ayung?” His voice trembled badly. "How is she? ”

He carried the girl like this, strangled her neck, blushed her face, only knew how to dance with her hands and feet, where can I answer his words?

At this time, Qi Qi poured out several maidens and guards, and at the same time looked behind Sun's back. At the same time, he saluted: "Lang Jun. ”

Lang-jun, is Wang Hong back?

Sun turned around.

Turning back, a wind swept through him, turning his eyes, and the white figure was caught in the steps and rolled into the room.

When Wang Hong entered, Sun Yan hurried away from the poor girl and hurried to catch up.

The two men rushed into the room with a wind in their clothes. In an instant, the bead curtains clanked and the gauze flew down, and the smell of the incense furnace swung.

Sun Yan ran a few arrows to the bed. He just lifted his hand toward the bed curtain. At first glance, he saw Wang Hong walking, but his hand was stiff.

Wang Hong's face was white and very white. This snow-white face was accompanied by his deep eyes. In this dark room, he was directly surprised.

In Sun's gazed eyes, Wang Hong walked beside him. Wang Hong did not look at him, he focused, instantly stared at the bed collapse, stretched out his hand toward the bed curtain, constantly trembling, trembling.

His hands trembled so badly that he grabbed the gauze several times, but couldn't pull it apart. Sun Yanshui reached out and tore the gauze apart for him.

Both of them lowered their heads at the same time and looked at the bed collapse.

The bed collapsed, the freckles were covered, and Chen Yong's face was like gold paper. She slept there, her eyes closed, her cherry lips slightly twisted, a white, fat hand, and her duvet horn fastened tightly.

The light and candlelight shined on her face, bright and warm yellow, but somehow she was raw and stained with an astonishing tranquillity.

Slowly, Wang Hongsoft fell before the collapse.

He shook his hand out and took a lot of effort to reach out to Chan. Just about to touch, his hand shrunk. It took a while before that hand touched Chan's face again.

He moulded his white fingers and gently and carefully moved over her pale lips.

Sun Yan also extended his hand, but he snapped into Chen Yong's wrist vein. After touching him for a while, he turned to Wang Hong, repressed and groaned: “How do you look at her? Wang Hong, why can't you even protect a woman? Ah?" (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)